Chapter 67: Confession...

While the orange jasmine outside the cavern was blooming in full splendor, Xiao Yan crouched by the stream, washing the medicinal stains from the hem of Ning Jiuyou's garment, his fingers still retaining the warmth from when he had fed her earlier.

"What are you thinking about?" the Little Fairy's voice came from behind, accompanied by her blue eagle fluttering its wings, clutching a purple wildflower in its claws.

Tucking the flower behind her ear, she suddenly leaned close to his reddened earlobe. "Could it be you're pondering how to win someone's favor?"

Xiao Yan's hand trembled, splashing water that wet his cuff.

"I recall Jin Bo mentioning that you all know of a trading port?" Song Jiu abruptly recalled this matter.

Everything about them, including their lives, was thoroughly obliterated the very instant Lei Yang perished and his soul scattered.

Qin Feifei wore a pink-and-blue hospital gown, which made her complexion appear even paler, resembling a flower on the verge of withering.

Yuxuzi was startled by Bai Wushang's words, for in his mind, since he had made such a choice, it meant he had broken his promise first, and these immortal pills were by no means something they deserved to take.

She was terrified—terrified that she would be forced into marriage with the First Prince who had become the new emperor, bringing shame upon the Great Shun royal family, and even more terrified that she and her young child would be separated by the divide of life and death.

"It's all right, I suppose," Zhang Kexin replied with a smile. There was a partitioned area in the basement which she specifically used to store antiques, and naturally, security measures had to be flawless.

Wutu cast a pair of dragon-like eyes toward Lou Yi, his gaze brimming with envy, for he naturally knew what this was.

Sword Maniac also wore a solemn expression. This conversation had seen Qin Ning secretly assist him a great deal, and the knowledge imparted to him regarding the division of powers within the Kunlun Immortal Realm was priceless.

"That's fantastic!" This exclamation came from Mu Yuexin. Had the occasion not been inappropriate, Mu Yuexin would have already jumped up and applauded, rather than speaking in the muffled tone meant only for Mu Cailing, Mu Xuan, and Mu Qingfeng beside her as she was doing now.

Upon hearing the words of Sui Yushan, Bing Hejin was too terrified to utter a single word, because every single word of the accusation had been written by her, and she feared it might implicate her.

How long the two had been in contact, Sasuke had no idea, because at this moment, his mind was entirely blank, reduced to a complete void.

Making this decision was not difficult. Once fatigued by the high-intensity competition of the five major leagues and coupled with the increasingly high threshold of the new Chinese Super League, Major League Soccer practically became the sole destination for successful European stars.

Using shadow clones actually consumed even more spiritual power. Having already used them twice during the earlier match, Chen Hao now felt that his spiritual energy was not even at eighty percent of its peak state.

In the evening, the commander quietly summoned us few to the headquarters, sat us down, and informed us that there had been no anomalies over the past two days, nor any spies or puppet soldiers captured; nevertheless, the issue still needed to be resolved.

The concentration of regenerated food in this bowl was relatively high, made from ingredients classified by Wang Fen as fourth-tier delicacies. It represented almost the ultimate sensory experience, delivering a rather intense stimulation to the brain, and he dared not let the elderly folks consume too much lest they fail to endure the shock and suffer sequelae.

Upon catching sight of Xue Ge, Long Heng was first filled with boundless pleasant surprise, but immediately afterward, his brows furrowed as he grunted in deep dissatisfaction.

Recalling those soldiers of the past who had assassinated platoon and company-level officers and yet still cried out their grievances before being shot by firing squad, claiming they had never attempted to assassinate their superiors, Commander Hao decided to temporarily stay the execution and spare that guard this time.

The Japanese soldier decisively chose to drop to the ground, yet still stared fixedly at Yu Lei with lingering apprehension, terrified that he might pull out another new grenade to blow him up.

Quietly and silently guiding others onto the path it desired—wasn't that precisely what this fellow loved to do most?

Those fellows retreated from the fog generated by the Concealed Mist Technique and revealed the traces of the two, yet did not attack immediately.

Nan Mu instantly retracted his hand, then leaped two meters away from the bedside like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

The twelve lamp-slaves reflected each other's radiance, making the golden coffin on the stone platform increasingly dazzling. The inlaid pearls upon it shimmered with brilliant colors, as if imbuing this golden coffin with a form of intangible vitality.